Well it's TMNT ©. And ya know what everyone says: I don't own them… Pity.
About story: I actually never thought that I would turn to 'mating season' theme, but as I had read some fanfics I just couldn't resist. I stopped smiling, although I'm still playing with turtles... Especially, with Donnie... Don't be too hard on me.
About chapter: You should take care of things if you want them to help you in the future, heh. And shouldn't underestimate your opponents as well... Story is getting to its end, so hold on, friends! :-)
For You: I hope You'll enjoy this. Any tips and comments are welcome! It's important for me to know your opinion. Thank You for reading!! And great thanks to all who commented!! What would I do without you!..
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Part 7. Advance
"Gone?" Mikey tensed sharply. "But how could he…"
"Hush!" Donnie suddenly hissed.
Younger brother shut his mouth immediately, obeying command and staring at genius in expectation. Frowning slightly, Donatello held his breathing and listened to the surroundings. He hoped to hear their brother if that one was able to move, after all, Raphael couldn't be quiet, especially in his dazed state, but to Don's great frustration lair was silent. One could say it was even peaceful, but olive green mutant knew better.
"I should have checked him…" Donnie muttered to himself tiredly and glanced at his brother. "Alright, Mikey, don't worry, I don't think Raph's going to be a problem, probably, sedative needed more time to work and he managed to crawl somewhere…"
Yes, that was the most possible explanation. Raph was bulky and always required larger dose of drugs compared to other brothers, besides they didn't work on him very good. Maybe it was some kind of inner resistance, but Donatello couldn't even imagine that hothead could be resistant to such a powerful sedative. But then again, Raphael was in such state…
"Mikey." Genius felt strong sting of anxiety. "I think it's better to tie Leo right now."
After all, leader was in the same state and could react the same way. Don took a step towards orange-clad ninja.
"We need to get ropes." Donnie kept on looking around. "Where's the dart gun?"
He didn't want to inject Raph with second dose of sedative in such short time, but who knew what his condition was at the moment? Not getting reply, Donatello looked at his brother with a silent question in his eyes. Mikey opened his mouth, closed it again and very familiar expression of embarrassment touched his face. He looked like that when he knew that he had done something wrong.
"Mikey?" Don called slowly.
"I… Well…" Michelangelo averted his eyes. "I… dropped it right here after injecting Leo to help you carrying him to his room."
"Mikey!"
"Sorry." Youngest brother sighed. "I didn't think…"
Donatello turned around to scan the floor once again, although he perfectly remembered that he didn't see gun anywhere. Shivering slightly, he moved to check place behind the sofa, but suddenly froze as bothering thought hit him hard. He had dropped one dart to free his hand and strike Leo and now it was gone too. No Raph, no gun, no dart…
"Mikey…" Don tried to sound calm. "Get back…"
He didn't manage to finish his sentence. Having heard loud click, Donatello jerked back towards Michelangelo, but it was too late – with his eyes widened Mikey tilted his head and stared confusingly at the dart in his arm, as Raphael had done before, then swayed sharply and raised fogged blue eyes on his sibling.
"Donnie…" Sea green mutant mumbled.
Don's breathing hitched as he pulled forward to soften Mikey's fall and guide his limp body carefully to the floor. But he didn't have time to do anything else as large figure appeared in the aperture. Tossing his eyes to see extremely frustrated and angry Raphael staring at him intently, genius gulped with great effort as he desperately tried to think of something and quick. He shuddered, when hothead abruptly growled and threw weapon into the wall furiously, and moved backwards as red masked ninja stepped in his direction.
Donatello tried to suppress raising fear, realizing that Raph, in fact, had driven him into a trap. Gun was broken, genius couldn't run away and leave Mikey in mercy of his angry brother, who seemed to be hyperaware of any Don's move now. Maybe, olive green turtle underestimated Raphael's ability to think more or less coherently, after all, Leo had been able to analyze the situation and had acted appropriately in the moment that had been dangerous for him.
For a moment Donnie wondered why Raph had shot Mikey and not him. That should have definitely prevented Donatello from running away again, but, on the other hand, knocked out prey probably wasn't very attractive to hothead…
Raph's intent gaze burned Donnie's skin as larger mutant approached his prey slowly. Don scanned his features, contemplating franticly his possible actions. Having noticed slight shivering of powerful body, heavy breathing and small drops of sweat, he frowned, realizing that sedative weakened Raphael and his chances weren't so miserable after all. Maybe, he could simply knock him out.
At least, Leo seemed to be less resistant to the drug, because fortunately he still was unconscious. But Donnie knew that he couldn't just leave Mikey here, because among them two leader was the first one to wake up in few hours. And Donatello hated the thought about youngest brother opening his eyes only to find himself being… taken by their leader. Leonardo needed to be disarmed somehow, but Raphael appeared to be involuntary obstacle to that.
And Donatello suddenly felt himself irritated to no end. He was so fed up with the whole situation, so angry with all this running and chasing, so tired because of instant stress, that his vision abruptly blurred and everything, he could see, was his brother's bulky figure in front of him.
That wasn't Raph's fault, but violet-clad terrapin didn't care anymore. He had never been so annoyed and angry in his life. Don had enough! His pacifistic side yielded to the boiling and raging emotions.
Everything happened so fast then, that even Don's brain wasn't able to follow the events. Drone in genius's head suddenly increased to almost deafening loudness, his body tensed painfully and every muscle filled with strength and readiness to blow strikes. Having caught slightly surprised look from Raphael, Donatello let out grunting inarticulate sound, jumped forward and in next second everything turned black…
...
Regaining his senses back, Donnie found himself standing over shivering Raphael as that one lied on the floor on his shell with his eyes shut and thin stream of blood running down from the corner of his mouth. He didn't seem like he was unconscious, but he didn't move nevertheless, only breathed heavily. Red mask almost glided off his head and few large bruises started to form on dark green skin.
Don's brain slowly processed the situation as genius froze, staring at motionless body with disbelief. Now he knew what Raph felt whenever he came to his senses after loosing his temper completely. At least, Donatello's anger vanished as fast as it had appeared and he felt himself much better. The drone disappeared, although blackness covered the details of his attack that had brought him victory.
Having gasped in shock, genius shuddered deeply and fell on his knees near his brother. He checked his pulse, then pupil's reaction and pressed on different parts of body, feeling for possible bone breaks. At first examination everything seemed to be normal, and blood on Raph's face was the result of cut lip and not some serious injury.
Standing up slowly and sighing with small relief, Donatello closed his eyes briefly. Of course, he needed to check on Raph more thoroughly, but that could wait a little longer. Now he needed to make sure that Leo wouldn't be a threat to Mikey after his awakening. It bothered Don that Raphael didn't get up, but first things first.
It didn't take long for violet-clad terrapin to find ropes, tie Leo to his bed and settle Mikey comfortably on the sofa in the living room. Then he prepared sedative and put it on the desk near leader's room so it could be found easily. Donatello watched Raph carefully during his movements, but, finally, everything seemed to be under control.
Now Don could focus his attention on Raphael's condition. It would be uneasy task to drag him to the lab, but genius intended to do it anyway. After all, he was responsible for hurting him.
It sounded strange. Donatello never meant to hurt any of his brothers, and that situation made him feel himself uncomfortable. He never thought that he could actually feel such mind clouding and tensing emotions, that he could be so angry and even not quite remember what exactly he had done few minutes ago.
Don stopped near Raphael ready to lift him and drag to the lab, and in that moment hothead groaned quietly.
Deepest shiver suddenly shook genius's body as that simple sound unexpectedly breached the blackness in Donnie's memory and lightened up the particularities of his victory. Dark brown eyes widened at the realization that anger wasn't the thing that had switched off Don's mind and had filled his muscles with additional strength that had helped overpower stronger, but already weakened Raphael. And it definitely hadn't been the irritation that had made violet-clad terrapin do what he had done.
Being almost paralyzed with his memory, Donatello stared at his brother as that one shifted on the floor and inhaled deeply. Another quiet groan fell from his lips and Don quivered again, feeling his knees become weak.
He had struck Raph few times, using his advantages and acting faster than hothead's brain, dazed with sedative, had been able to follow. He had knocked dark green mutant down, causing half stunned state for him as Raphael's head had hit the floor sharply in the process of his fall. And then… then…
Then he had actually done to elder brother exactly what that one had wanted to do to him.
Donatello felt himself loosing the sense of reality.
He had just mated Raphael.
..giggles... U-huh, little surprise... Raphie's not gonna like it... What can I say - I just couldn't resist!!
